Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by BelovedDreamer, Nov 19, 2006.

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    There is nothing to say really.
    It is subtle
    No big bangs or explosions.
    Just this slow collapse.
    I am falling and failing
    And I am sorry for anyone I hurt on the way down.
    I never intended any of this.
    Truly, I didn’t.
    I was just blundering in the dark
    Tripping over myself.
    I cannot help but wonder
    If there was a point at which
    I could have forestalled this result
    Or if my own fears
    Were a self-fulfilling prophecy.
    Have I lost another person
    To the same mistake?
    I am crying in every moment
    But my eyes are dry.
    I sleep, I wake
    Sometimes I dream, sometimes I don’t.
    It makes no difference.
    What have I let myself become?
    Who was in the right?
    Who was in the wrong?
    Someone tell me!
    There is no one who can.
    I am left wallowing in my uncertainty
    With an aching through my bones
    And into something deeper.
    And faithless.
    How do I make this right?
    How do I fix this wrong?
    I think and I cannot process
    I look but I do not see
    I love but I do not perceive properly.
    Nothing I can do.
    Too late.
    Nothing I can do.
  2. "Nothing I can do.
    Too late.
    Nothing I can do."...

    You do it by expressing it, and it's grand, Beloved...

  3. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    "nothing I can do"

    I beg to differ. You 'do' it by expressing the often inexpressible thoughts that plague so many of us, and you do it so damn well!!:smile: :smile:


  4. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    Good writing!

    Thanks for posting. :rose:
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